I know you gonna dig this
I put my hands right through the air and close my eyes and stare x2
You wanna talk about respect?
Its all behind you
Cause too many people await in the wings
Born and bred this american pig
Put your foot in your mouth but the hole is too big
You talk more shit well I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit yeah it's time for a heartburn
I put my hands right throught the air and close my eyes and stare
You want to talk about you, know about the little things you talk about
Think you know me pretty well then i know it's almost hell
Only move for money that's the way it's gonna be
Thought it doesnt't grow on trees I love to bask in the leaves
You talk more shit, well I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit yeah time for a ???
I put my hands right through the air and close my eyes and stare
We'll sell you out so fast we'll tear it down so fast
We get our culture from a mini mall, fuck inside a bathroom stall
Rob Peter pay Paul I'm just like you I want it all
Why talk more shit well I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit yeah time for a heartburn
We'll sell you out so fast we'll tear it down so fast x2
I know you gonna dig this
You talk more shit, well I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit yeah time for a heartburn
Why talk more shit
You talk more shit
Why talk more shit
You talk more shit
Born and bred this american pig
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